I'm happy that you enjoyed the last chapter so much, here is chapter 29, I'll update again as soon as I can, I'm so grateful for everyone who has stuck with me for almost thirty chapters now, and I will keep writing this as long as people are interested in what I have to say, or until I run out of ideas. I figure at this point the story will go at least until they celebrate christmas. Thank you as always I love to hear what you have to say and I own nothing.

After throwing what little things he had in the back of my car we hurried to the school where we were already just a little bit late. Patrick insisted on waiting at the car while I got the kids, and as a result I got three kids running across the parking lot into his arms.

"You guys have a good day at school?" He asked.

"Patrick why are you here today usually your at work." Emily questioned.

"Usually I am but today we were traveling for work and Teresa didn't have time to drop me off at the office." He answered helping me lift the kids into the back seat.

"Did you go see a dead body?" Alyssa seemed way to excited asking that question.

"That is work talk and remember we said we weren't going to talk about work until you were a lot older." I answered.

"So you did see a dead body." Alyssa wasn't giving up.

"That is for us to know and you to find out in the very distant future." Jane smiled at her as he closed their car door and hopped in the front seat.

"Fine." Alyssa pouted.

"So tell us about school today." I glanced at them in the rearview mirror.

"We got a note for you from our teacher." Emily pulled a paper out of her backpack and Alyssa did the same.

"A note from the teacher I thought we had agreed not to get into any more trouble." I groaned.

"No everybody got a note we didn't get in trouble." Alyssa declared, passing both notes to Patrick in the front of the car.

"Aww the parent/teacher conferences." Jane read over the note. "Looks like we have to pick a time Teresa."

"We have to?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Well I know you and Miss. Hunt get along so well I thought perhaps you would like someone there with a level head." He smirked.

"Yeah you're the levelheaded one." I laughed.

"I didn't try to interrogate a kindergarten teacher." He teased.

"You realize after we left there's a good possibility she looked you up." I warned.

"Probably." He nodded.

"And you're going to be okay with that." I worried.

"Should it make a difference, if it's not her it's someone else." He shrugged as I pulled the car into the CBI parking lot. "Do you want me to move my bags to my car or wait and just bring them into your house later tonight?"

"Wait until tonight it'll be bad enough us coming back together with the kids, we don't need to have anyone seeing you moving suitcases around."

"Would it really be so bad if they knew?" Jane smiled, "I mean everyone but your own team already suspects it."

"It would be bad because it hasn't even been twenty-four hours I would hardly call it official, I could still decide to call it all off." I threatened.

"Well then I might really have to go out for a drink, and it won't be a fake hangover tomorrow." He chuckled, "I warn you Lisbon I'm very cranky when I'm hung over, I might make you look sweet." I handed him Cass in her carrier and then slapped him. "I love you to."

"You're a jerk." I snapped.

"Little ears Lisbon." Damn his stupid smug grin.

"Go to hell." I hissed, once the older kids were far enough ahead.

"I think my toothbrush is at your house, can I stop by there on the way?" He questioned, why was his face so deceivingly innocent, no wonder he was so successful as a conman.

"If it's absolutely necessary I suppose you can stop by for one more night." I gave a way over exaggerated sigh.

"One more night is all I need." He his voice was low and seductive in my ear, and before I had time to react he had showed the guard his ID and was halfway to the elevator with the kids. How the hell does he do that? I showed my ID and had to rush to catch them at the elevator. "You okay Lisbon?" Jane smirked lifting William into one arm while holding Cass's carrier in the other.

"Fine, just thinking about the case we still have to solve." I shrugged and he just kept smiling. I couldn't help but smile watching him lead the kids over to his couch. I shouldn't be feeling like this we had one night together and he was already dominating my thoughts. No he dominated my thoughts even before, the difference was I was actually entertaining these thoughts. I shouldn't let myself get carried away, Jane had a tendency to disappear, who was I kidding I knew he wasn't going anywhere. I retreated to my office to call and get an update from the team. "How are things going?"

"He actually confessed." Cho reported through the phone.

"He confessed?" I frowned.

"Yeah apparently he was so distraught over the thought of killing his ex girlfriend and her current boyfriend he confessed after only a couple of questions." Cho answered, "We're on our way back now."

"Alright, well that's good news." I sighed, "See you when you get back." Was it really that easy? No wonder Jane was so bored, I should probably go tell him. "Hey Jane you were wrong." I lifted Emily into my arms and took her spot on the couch.

"About what?" He looked up from playing with Cass.

"You said he'd say he didn't do it and we'd have to bring him in." I teased.

"He confessed." Jane frowned, "Well that makes it even more boring, can't people be a little bit more creative when they decide to kill each other."

"I'll take your complaint to heart when I finally decide to kill you." I rolled my eyes.

"You're going to kill Patrick, I thought you loved Patrick." Alyssa squeezed herself in between Jane and I on the couch.

"I'm not going to kill anyone, I was just playing with Patrick again." I assured the girl.

"That doesn't sound like your playing very nicely." Emily frowned.

"Teresa doesn't know how to play nice." Jane smiled.

"And Patrick cheats." I argued, and he just shrugged.

"Would there be any point denying it." He smirked.

"Look at that, we might make an honest man out of you yet." I had to get up, it was to tempting sitting next to him.

"Now Lisbon, don't get your hopes up." He chuckled, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes.

"Wouldn't dream of it." I walked back to my office before turning back to the kids, "I'm going to finish some paperwork and then we'll be going home okay." I figured I could at least start the paperwork for a closed case. I had been in the office for maybe twenty minutes when Jane stuck his head in.

"Lisbon the kids want a snack, I'm taking them down the street for something to eat. Just wanted to let you know so you didn't panic later." And then he was gone, wait taking them down the street was he walking with all of them. I started searching my pockets for the car keys, damn him.

"Hey boss, where are Jane and the kids?" Van Pelt stopped by my office when they got back.

"He took them out to get something to eat, they should be back any minute." I looked up from my papers.

"You know he's really great with those kids, I guess I only see them when their at the office but he gets so excited when he see's them." Grace started.

"I know," Was all I could bring myself to say.

"I mean I was just wondering does he get to see them outside of work, I don't know he seems lonely and those kids make him happy." Van Pelt frowned, it was sweet that she was so worried, apparently Jane's performance at the bar had made an effect on our coworkers after all.

"I've invited him over for dinner a couple times but I think he's still afraid of getting to close to anyone." I don't even know where it came from, but I guess it made sense because Van Pelt just nodded.

"Closed Case Pizza!" The twins came running into my office grabbing both Grace and I by the hand. "Patrick told us to come get you."

"Pizza? You guys had pizza last night after your soccer game." I frowned letting them pull me to the bullpen.

"Relax Lisbon, they promised not to spoil their dinner." Jane chuckled passing out plates, "I was just thinking we've closed a couple cases since we got back and haven't had any pizza to celebrate."

"Well then I suppose we can stay and have a piece or two, but then we got to get home you girls have a collage due in a week." I gave in and accepted a plate. I watched as Jane joked with the team and the kids and wondered what was going on in his head. I was convinced the pizza was another one of his games to make it look like he was all but dreading all of us going home for the night, but I think this was more than just an act to him. "Alright guys you've had enough you still have a dinner to eat later tonight." I rounded up the kids and steered them to the door, "See you in the morning."

"Night Lisbon." Jane called.

"Yeah see you in the morning boss." The rest of the team echoed.

"Do we have to do the collage tonight?" Alyssa pouted throwing her backpack on the floor.

"Yes we're going to start looking for pictures tonight maybe we can actually make the collage some other night." I nodded, I had been trying to hoard magazines for the past week for the two of them. By the time Jane walked in we had pictures of fire trucks, apples, roses, stop signs, lipstick, and any thing else we could find.

"It looks like you girls have been busy." He smiled as the girls jumped up from working to hug Jane. "How about we take a break?"

"A break doesn't sound like a horrible idea." I agreed, putting the scissors out of the kids reach.

"Good." Jane grinned, and whispered something into the twins ear before lifting up William in one arm and grabbing Cass's rocker, I took that as my hint to take care of Cass.

"What are we doing?" I frowned following him to the backyard, he just grinned and set Cass's rocker up in the shade of the house, and then set William down next to it. "Patrick what are you planning?" He still just smirked and walked into the garage coming back out carrying four paint cans. "Patrick?"

"We're teaching you to play soccer, I know how much you hated lying to Cho this morning." He put two paint cans up a couple feet apart on each end of the yard before throwing off his jacket and his vest.

"You're not serious." I frowned, he wanted me to run around the yard I was still wearing my work clothes I mean I guess that's not a good excuse I had to chase people down all the time in these clothes.

"I am serious, and you can pick your team first." He smiled taking Cass from my arms and putting her in her rocker. "William are you going to play with us?" He turned to the boy, at the same time the twins came running out with a soccer ball.

"Boys verse girls." Alyssa announced throwing the ball out into the middle of the yard.

"Sounds fine to me." I agreed me and the girls verse Jane and William, Jane just chuckled and whispered something to William who just nodded and giggled. So despite the fact that the teams weren't fair Jane and William held their own for a little bit, but I should have known Patrick couldn't play any game without cheating. I had the ball near the paint cans that were acting as a goal and then Jane had his arms around my waist and I was being pulled backward from the ball. After a little bit of a struggle we both ended up on the ground and the kids took that as their cue to join in. I suppose to anyone who might have seen we looked like a real family, rolling in the grass laughing. "You're responsible for getting the stains out of my clothes." I declared as he pulled me to my feet which would have been chivalrous had he not been the one to pull me to the ground in the first place.

"As you wish." He chuckled putting the paint cans against the back of the house and lifting Cass out of her rocker and then lifting the rocker in the other hand letting the girls lead the way into the house. "Whoa one of you needs to grab your soccer ball." Jane called after them, causing the girls to groan but ran back out to the yard anyway. "See Teresa I'm horrible to them to, I make them do extra work to."

"Good to know it's not just me." I answered following him into the kitchen with William in my arms. After dinner we went through the normal bedtime routine with the kids before going back down stairs to curl up on the couch since it was hardly eight thirty. We had been sitting in a comfortable silence with the TV on when I remembered what Jane had said about our coworkers. "Are they really afraid of me." I wondered, curling in closer to Jane's body letting his arm fall comfortably around me.

"I think some one would have to be insane not to be a little bit afraid of you, especially at work." He smiled clearly amused by the fact that this was bothering me so much.

"Are you afraid of me?" I looked up at him, and he was wearing his stupid gorgeous grin, that normally I would want to slap off of him but tonight I was thinking would it be inappropriate to kiss it off of him.

"I did say sane people right." He chuckled again, and I couldn't help but grin to.

"I don't think you're insane." I sighed.

"You're only saying that because you don't want to be the women sleeping with the crazy guy." He teased.

"No I'm saying that because I would never have slept with a crazy man to begin with." I returned laying my head on his shoulder.

"Then I think you judgment's been impaired." He turned his head so that his lips could find mine.

"You tend to have that effect on people." I smiled when he pulled back ever so slightly. "And you should be scared of me." He smiled and wrapped both arms around me before I knew it I was being lifted over his shoulders again. "Damn it Jane I will hurt you." He just chuckled and switched off the TV. "Now you should be really scared."

"I'm terrified." He chuckled carrying me up the stairs over his shoulder, it wasn't even worth fighting him.

"You should be." I punched his back just for effect. "I will shoot you."

"Your gun is locked in a safe so for now I think I'll be fine." He stated, it was true of course one of the first things I got when I brought the kids home was a place to keep my weapons out of their reach, but now it was being used against me.

"I can hurt you in other ways." I warned.

"Not while I'm holding you like this." He reminded, seriously damn him.

"You said you would never do this again." I argued.

"I lied, I do that." He chuckled laying me down on my bed, this was the second night in a row he had carried me to bed, was this romantic or annoying, I think I preferred last nights. Then again being carried over his shoulder I had a very nice view of his ass, no I think I still preferred the kisses.

"This is really going to work isn't it?" I questioned watching him shed his suit and climb into bed next to me.

"Of course it is." He whispered before leaning in for a passionate kiss.